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Kryslin said:
"True, but I served in the Army," the heavyset Russian answered. "One of my squadmates was a woman from Srednyaya Olekma, Kira Aleshina. She told me some of them while drinking me under the table." The big Russian shivered. "Some of those stories did not end well for anyone. Ironically, there was a moral to them."
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*sees what you did there*

Of course the dragon is going to tell stories with a moral of "don't poke the sleeping dragon".
 
FaerieKnight79 said:
If the corpse isn't whole, any missing parts are still missing after casting Raise Dead. This means that you'd raise a dragon from the dead, but the dragon lacks it's bones, organs, muscles, and most of it's skin/scales. Or in other words, still dead.
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Still, Sudden Dragon! (Mostly...) on top of you is going to be very distracting.
Ravenwood240 said:
After dinner, the mage went to our room and we were having an ale and playing cards. An old man joined the game and we played for an hour or so, talking with him. Erhon had been an adventurer, 50 years before, and he'd quit because his entire party had gotten killed by a local dragon. Unable to kill the beast, he'd spent years finding out everything he could about the dragon and its lair. He had a map, diagrams of known traps, and even the location of an early entrance, from before the Dragon got too large to use it.
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This would be tripping my paranoia right now. I mean, the thing had taken out his entire party (supposedly) so how did he get the info? Admittedly hindsight is 20/20.
Kryslin said:
Dragon facepalmed in her virtual environment. She could almost imagine the Simurgh waggling eyebrows at her. Why? Why would the Simurgh, the Hope Killer, want to severely handicap itself?
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Because she's the Troll?
Kryslin said:
But who? And why? What possible reason would a hypothetical Master have to force the Endbringers to attack every three months? The amount of death and destruction they wrought were catastrophic, to the point where it was only a matter of time before civilization itself collapsed. In fact, it already was collapsing; a glance at the state of the world economy was enough to see that clearly.

It was at that point that there was a virtual >ding!< which signified a personal e-mail arriving. She opened the file absently, only to discover that it was an image of a plate of freshly baked chocolate chip cookies, which sent a metaphorical chill up her equally metaphorical spine.
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Case in point. Pity Ziz didn't arrange for some sense of taste to be conveyed. That would really get her going.
Kryslin said:
...well, at least it wasn't a memetic hazard of some sort...

...right?
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If by 'memetic hazard' you mean 'something-that-is-being-used-to-show-me-I'm-on-the-right-track', then you may want to scrub your memory with something strong.
Kryslin said:
While the project's file only had a UUID number, she was calling it the Melusine-X. Unlike her other suits, this one had a quadrupedal layout, with a pair of wings that folded neatly against its sides. Myomeric material made up the actuators in the limbs; they were more efficient than the normal servomotors she typically used and could provide much higher performance for the same power draw.

Energy was provided by a set of molecular distortion batteries that were derived from the results of Tinkertech examples she had recently managed to reverse engineer. They were compact and could supply enormous amounts of power over long periods. The only drawback they had was that they were hideously expensive to manufacture.
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Sooo... Dragon is now a dragon :o:D
Kryslin said:
"True, but I served in the Army," the heavyset Russian answered. "One of my squadmates was a woman from Srednyaya Olekma, Kira Aleshina. She told me some of them while drinking me under the table." The big Russian shivered. "Some of those stories did not end well for anyone. Ironically, there was a moral to them."

There was a bit of silence as Dobrynja realized they were waiting for him to finish. "The moral of those stories was, 'Don't Poke a Sleeping Dragon.'"
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I suppose you can't easily access ketchup out there.
Kryslin said:
"Just keep Vista away from the coffee and the donuts," Battery said, chuckling. "She's bad enough, taking space-time and bending it over her knee, but running on PRT coffee and sugary, jelly-filled, fried donuts?"

"Oh yeah, I definitely don't want to get lost in the conference room again," Assault added with a chuckle. "The last time it took three days for the distortion in space-time to collapse."
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Deep in the bowels of PRT ENE there lies a plan. IN CASE OF EMERGENCIES, FEED MISSY BYRON, AKA VISTA, PRT MEETING COMPLIANT COFFEE AND DONUTS.
Kryslin said:
What were the chances of her having to deal with 'evil clone' outbreaks two days in a row, in entirely different sections of the multiverse?
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Depends on if you're in two different superhero realms.
Leechblade said:
*sighs*

Honestly? I'm just trying to make people quit screaming Skitterpan and Smugbug.
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Getting the the internet to not focus on Yuri, potential or otherwise, is a task that would make Sysiphus himself say 'Blow that for a game of soldiers, I'm staying in the underworld'.
 
Dobrynja didn't really sound Russian. I fix. ❤
Kryslin said:
"They real?" asked Dobrynja. "No projection or bio-tinkered minions?"

Dobrynja nodded. "Good. They old stories from Siberia about creatures like that. Scary stories. If half of them have grain of truth, you would want to hide under bunk and not come out."

"I thought you were from around Moscow?" asked Geoff.

"True, but served in Army," the heavyset Russian answered. "One squadmate was woman from Srednyaya Olekma, Kira Aleshina. She tell some while drinking me under table." The big Russian shivered. "Some stories no end so well for anyone. Irony, there was moral to them."

There was a bit of silence as Dobrynja realized they were waiting for him to finish. "Moral of stories were, 'Don't Poke Sleeping Dragon.'"
Might be a bad stereotype, but it's a somewhat recognizable accent.

I keep expecting things to go boom soon. Why is that? It's like the soft breathing before explosions rip things to hell and gone.

Kryslin said:
"Just keep Vista away from the coffee and the donuts," Battery said, chuckling. "She's bad enough, taking space-time and bending it over her knee, but running on PRT coffee and sugary, jelly-filled, fried donuts?"

"Oh yeah, I definitely don't want to get lost in the conference room again," Assault added with a chuckle. "The last time it took three days for the distortion in space-time to collapse."
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Haiku said:
Deep in the bowels of PRT ENE there lies a plan. IN CASE OF EMERGENCIES, FEED MISSY BYRON, AKA VISTA, PRT MEETING COMPLIANT COFFEE AND DONUTS.
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Sounds like a Noodle Incident waiting to happen.
 
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you know what this fic needs more of? Mouse Protector, because every Worm fic is better with old Mousy there
 
Re: Mouse Protector - Trust me, I'm working on it. I should have the serious stuff out of the way here soon enough, and maybe I can fit in a set of silly slices of life before an Endbringer or three rolls in... I may have to channel my inner Butterfly, though...

Riversand said:
Aasterinian from what i remember is denoted as a female dragoness. at least was in the 3.5 dracanomicon.
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Whoops! I'll get that taken care of.
 
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